Untitled 1 (Crimson Tapestry)

A field of saturated crimson unfolds like a lived-in map, its patchwork planes stitched together by subtle shifts of tone that suggest memory accumulating in layers. Constellations of white dots and darker nodes drift across the surface, turning the painting into a quiet cosmology where motion is implied rather than shown. Within this red atmosphere, faint contour-like striations and circular forms read as pulses or topographies—signals of an inner landscape—so that the work oscillates between intimacy and vastness, as if charting both the body’s heat and a night sky’s distance.